Short Story

(Hello everyone. This is just a short story. Nothing in this is real! Enjoy.)
The fire was getting closer. The embers float in the air in front of me. I see the limp body of Jack. He is underneath a wooden beam. Must of fallen from the ceiling. I slowly walk to him. I lift the heavy wooden beam from his abdomen. I then swing him up onto my shoulder. I see another person staggering in the distance.
 "Hey!" I shout.
  They don't respond. I start to walk towards them. If I had to guess it would either be Will or Jace. We were the only other ones in the building. I finally reach the figure. His hood is up,the shadows created by the fire hiding his face from view. I tear the hood down from his head. It's Jace. His eyes are glassed over.
  "Who is it?"
   "It's me."
   "Liam...man what are we going to do?"
    "We have to get out before the cops come."
   Together we stagger through the debris. We reach a broken window. I lower myself down so I can boost Jace through the square opening. I swing Jack through the opening. Jace's hands reach Jack and drag him through the rest of the way. When Jack is out I push myself through the small opening. When I get up from the cold grass I relish the feel of cold air against my face.
     "Guys!"
   Its Will. When he notices Jack on my shoulder his eyes widen.
      "We need to get out of here." I say.
   The sirens split the silence of the peaceful woods. The four of us turn and start to run towards the thick wall of trees.